As darkness takes hold of the now
i hear you,
calling out from the night.
a voice.. so familiar,
come...
I feel your whispers.. enticing
closed eyes.. clenched fists,
the struggle.
pleasures.. ecstasy awaits,
promises...
A silhouette standing lone in the night
shrouded in darkness,
your cold.. reaching forth.
take my hand.. follow me,
live...
I hear you.. i feel you.. i see you
all that was.. temptations pain,
the past.. destruction
myself.
I knew you.. once,
nevermore.
I know myself,
forever.
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Letting go of a 'haunting'...I feel your strength behind your words. A strength that ironically we mirror together in our separate worlds...working together by destiny to get past what isn't good for our souls.-Cathy